Tight

She stands in front of him as he’s seated on the edge of the bed.

‘Lift your skirt,’ he says.

He pulls her knickers down and stares at her cunt.

‘Look at me,’ he says.

She forces herself to look him in the eye as he reaches out and squeezes her hard between the legs. Then he pushes a finger inside her. He moves it around, takes it out and holds it up.

‘Wet already,’ he says. ‘Such a slut.’

She blushes and looks away. He puts the finger to her lips. ‘Lick it clean,’ he says.

‘Good girl,’ he says. He turns her round. ‘Now bend over.’

At least she doesn’t have to look at him this way. He pulls her cheeks apart. She can feel his eyes boring into her. He pushes his finger into her cunt again, makes it wet, then slides it gently but firmly into her ass. She grunts.

‘It’s tight,’ he says. ‘We have some work to do.’

He strips her naked, lays her face down on the bed and spreads her cheeks again. Then without warning he plants a kiss right in the centre of the little puckered opening.

‘Oh,’ she says.

He begins to lick, rimming her. He can feel her start to dilate. He fetches lube, works a finger into her tight little hole, then two. She groans. He lubes up the smallest of the butt-plugs and slides it in carefully. He feels her tense, then relax again.

‘When I take that out you’ll be ready for cock,’ he says. ‘I wonder what we can do in the meantime?’

Suddenly he smacks her ass. She squeals. He does it again. She tries to wriggle away but he holds her down with his free arm and starts to spank in earnest.